Post by paige christian on Apr 28, 2008 23:04:13 GMT -5
CHRISTIAN, PAIGE, A.
"We are, we are, we are exactly what you want to be, where you've been and what you've done mean nothing. Tear the nails from your fingertips, smear the blood across your lips, cause its all the rage with all the kids back home. While we wrap our blood around our wrists, decorate the walls with our fists. Live life like its hit or miss, woah. You're dying for anything brand new, hate feeling cheap but you love being used. You want out but you dig the abuse, 'cause it's all you know."
"We are, we are, we are exactly what you want to be, where you've been and what you've done mean nothing. Tear the nails from your fingertips, smear the blood across your lips, cause its all the rage with all the kids back home. While we wrap our blood around our wrists, decorate the walls with our fists. Live life like its hit or miss, woah. You're dying for anything brand new, hate feeling cheap but you love being used. You want out but you dig the abuse, 'cause it's all you know."
[/color]' the more i hold
the less is real ,[/b][/color][/size][/blockquote]
» ' Name , Sebby.
» ' Age , Fifteen.
» ' Experience , About forever.
» ' Itinerary , Well, I kind of follow Jac around everywhere. I STALK her pretty much.
' who's to say who's right or wrong[/color]
whose course is greater run ,[/b][/color][/size][/blockquote]
» ' Full Name , Paige Alaina Christian.
» ' Nicknames , Pip.
» ' Age , Fifteen.
» ' Gender , Female.
» ' Grade/Occupation , Freshmeat/Unemployed.
» ' Clique , 'The Humorous'.
» ' Financial Status , Wealthy.
» ' Sexual Orientation , Straight but not against experimenting.
' the hungry heart, the roving eye[/color]
have come to rest, do not apply ,[/b][/color][/size][/blockquote]
» ' Height , 5' 3".
» ' Weight , 130 lbs.
» ' Eyes , Hazel but it's sometimes hard to tell. They change often depending on the light, clothes she's wearing and maybe even her emotions.
» ' Hair , Blonde, no doubt.
» ' Played By , Hayden Panettiere.
» ' Overall Description ,
From head to toe, Paige was always changing. Her hairstyles and clothes mainly. She was born with darker hair, hence the not too arched and brown eyebrows. She has gone through nearly every single fad and style of clothing. Like punk, preppy, comfy and so on and so forth. She was never really one to care what everyone else was doing, but she just liked trying out different styles to see which ones really fit her personality. She finally stuck with a sophisticated slash casual look, but often preppy. She'll occasionally wear a cute pair of skinny jeans with a cute t-shirt, or she'll put on a fancy sweater but spiffy it up with cute accessories. She doesn't like being too formal because it always ends up being too uncomfortable. She can make any sophisticated outfit into a casual outfit, just by adding or subtracting an accessory or two. She's known as the accessory Queen because the only time she's not wearing an accessory is never.
She stands at five feet and five inches, and tips the scales at only 125 makes her very skinny. Her legs are slender and toned, but not too muscular. You can only really see any of her muscles when she's stressing them. Like her calf muscles become visible when she runs, and her biceps/triceps show up when she lifts heavy loads. The Lord blessed her with beautiful womanly curves, in all the right places. Her chest is not too big, but most definitely visible, and her buttox fills in jeans like they're supposed to. She likes to flaunt what she's proud of, often wearing lowcut shirts and low-riding jeans.
She likes the body she was born with plenty. She keeps light brown eyebrows perfectly managed, hating when stray hairs grow out of place. Her gray eyes are actually hazel, with very, very subtle hints of a beautiful mixture green and gray. Surrounding the pupil is a very little amount of a color close to gold, but more yellow-ish brown. Her eyelashes are shorter than she would like, but it's nothing that a little mascara to start off her day couldn't fix. She's known for her pouty pink lips and absolutely loves lipsticks. She can pull of bright red or a beautiful brown.
Her locks are a beautiful pale golden, falling down a bit past her shoulders. It is naturally wavy, but she often straightens it, and when it's straight it flips under slightly. She throws her hair back into messy buns and high ponytails when she gets nervous or when she's concentrating on something. Her skin actually seems to glow by itself, because she is indeed pale. She doesn't like to tan because it makes her look funny. Like most girls like to get tan or whatever, she likes to not tan.
' i hardly think i'm qualified[/color]
to come across all sanctified ,[/b][/color][/size][/blockquote]
» ' Likes , Horses, screwing around, goofing off, partying, drinking, having sex, men, fashion and energy drinks, orange tic-tacs, soda, alcohol and beer pong.
» ' Dislikes , Bitches, her dead biological Father, people who make up stupid words to sound cool, really bright lights, loud noises, fireworks, complete darkness, being lonely, hardcore metal music, country music, when time goes by too fast and strong smells.
» ' Personality ,
Simple and sweet, Paige is not as she appears. When people see her, they think she's a gossip, or that she's extremely judgemental, or even that she's just stuck up and snobby. In reality, she's only the first. Just because she likes to talk about what's going on around the school, doesn't mean she's rude or a total bitch. In fact, she's totally the opposite. She's the girl at school who is popular, but hasn't got there by ruining everyone in her path. She made it to the top of the food chain because she's nice to everyone. She's the girl that runs for class president and wins every time, or the girl that all the nerds can talk to when they have problems, or the girl you see going over to sit by the new kid because he or she has no friends yet. She's never the girl you see whispering and glaring at a girl who was wearing a funny skirt, or making out with her boyfriend in one of the corners at school, or even the girl who struts around the school pushing people to the side. She's really outgoing and loves talking to everyone. And that means everyone. She'll be the first to compliment you, or even notice, a new outfit or a new hairstyle. She waves at those walking by with a big smile and hugs anyone who looks like they need one. She'll always be by someone's side who has had a bad day, or needs some help.
The downside to her sweetness is the fact that she's easily taken advantage of. She has been used plenty of times in the past and often regrets it, but she has the hardest time saying no. And when she does manage to say no, she feels guilty for not helping out someone who 'seems' to be in despair. Along with being a push-over, she's a bit of a scardey cat. She has issues with trust and only gives it to those whom she seems worthy. If she thinks that you aren't one hundred percent her best friend in the entire world, she won't tell you a lot of things. She'll mostly keep her emotions bottled up and will come to you with only minor problems. She's not one to seek advice, she's the one to give it, but she does have problems taking her own advice once in a while.
She loves going to parties, they are like the highlight of her week. It's pretty much the one time she gets to hang out with everyone at the same time. She can be seen dancing with various people and sometimes even seen heading up the stairs with some mysterious guy. She's not totally against casual sex, because she actually does do it, but she knows that it's not the right thing to do, but it's fun. And she needs just a bit of fun in her life. Honestly, she loves boys. In fact, she's a total flirt, and it's probably the biggest reason why a lot of girls hate her. She's always with guys, as she prefers to have them be her friends rather than girls. She can have more fun with guys, actually. On the outside, she's hyperactive and fun but on the inside, she's pain-filled.
By keeping her emotions bottled up she often comes off as happy-go-lucky 24/7 but she's not really like that. She can hide her emotions so easily that only she would ever know when something was wrong. Oh and her closest friends might get it by the time they gain her trust. She has many nervous ticks, some that are kind of obvious, and others that aren't so obvious. One that anyone could see is in her right wrist, it twitches a lot. And then one that is less obvious, her left eyebrow, it twitches too. But only slightly. One emotion that is hard for her to hold back is her anger. When she becames angry, or furious, she becomes hard to control. She spits fire with a sharp-tongue and has very little self-control.
' the moments of tenderness[/color]
are those where you are ,[/b][/color][/size][/blockquote]
» ' Family , Father: (Deceased): Robert Rae Dosser, BASTARD.
Mother: Alicia Belle Lennox, Stay-At-Home.
Step-Father: Carson Bennett Lennox, Doctor.
Lil' Step-Brother: Zakari Bennet Lennox, 4 years old.
» ' Homeland , Georgia.
» ' Criminal Record , Clean as a whistle.
» ' Addictions , Sex and orange tic-tacs.
» ' History ,
"My childhood was a dark and scary one, even though you couldn't tell by the way that I act nowadays. Like any other child, I was born to a mother and a father. Their relationship was one of interest, although I'd rather not go into detail about it. Lemme just say it's like West Side Story. They were from totally different families, whom disliked each other, but they somehow fell in love. So they got married, left their families behind, yadda, yadda, yadda. Let's get to the best part, after they were married they moved away to a town called Santa Fe, New Mexico. There they had a beautiful bundle of joy, which they named Paige Alaina Christian. She had silky blonde hair and big, dark, blue eyes. She was their pride and joy and the love of their life. SHE WAS ME! They centered everything they did around me, but then one of them was forced to get a job. Thankfully, they had met after college, so both were able to get good jobs. My mother became a nurse and she was gone a lot, I mean a lot. She missed my soccer games, school plays, so on and so forth. My dad, or Robert as I shall call him from now on, decided to be a work at home accountant, so obviously he was home a lot. He came to all my games and stuff. I loved him, he was my role model...
That was, until he started hitting me. He abused me. The worst part was he didn't even drink. He was sober and he was still able to beat his own daughter bloody. I used to be such an energetic little child, and he beat me into submission. I would have to go to school and pretend like nothing was wrong. What is a little girl in elementary school maybe, supposed to say when a little girl comes in with bruises all over her face? Oh yeah teacher, I just fell. It was an accident? A snowball's chance in hell, no one believes that crap anymore. The teachers called my mother and told them about my bruises but she didn't think it was my father. How stupid was she? Very... that is, until he began hitting her too. I would go to my friends houses and he would beat on her when she got home from work. And she wasn't able to defend herself, because she was so exhausted. And it was hard for her too, at work, I mean. The fellow nurses and doctors knew what was going on, but couldn't generally do anything about it. Until she came out with the truth. She told a doctor by the name of Carson Lennox. He was her mentor and the sweetest man that I'd ever had the pleasure of knowing. Ever.
When I was in Middle School, the beatings stopped. They stopped because Carson helped my mother find a good lawyer to send Robert to jail. He went to jail and died in jail, swear to God. I can't say that I was overjoyed that Robert was killed by God knows what. I don't even want to know how he died, I never asked. But I wasn't sad either. He ruined my life as a child. He made me scared of men (actual men), scared so much that it takes me a long time to get used to my friends' parents. Well, even though he did ruin my life, I try not to let it bring me down a whole lot. The only two guys I really and truly cared about were my step-father, who's last name I took, and my new baby brother.
Now, I have never really told anyone about my past, and it makes people skeptical of me, but I don't want everyone taking pity on me for something that happened many years ago. Only a few select people in the whole entire school know, and I trust them not to tell anyone."
' all i know is all we had[/color]
is over, said and done ,[/b][/color][/size][/blockquote]
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